In the past, the old man Besimo had a humorous lecture style, but after all, he was old and far less passionate than the young people.

And this physics class, because of the addition of Ms. Luo Xuman, the atmosphere of the usually dull class is particularly active.

Whenever Ms. Roschman asked a question, more than half of the students scrambled to raise their hands to indicate that they could answer it.

Peter was one of them, and he was as happy as a schoolboy with a head full of 100,000 whys.

It wasn't until the bell rang that Ms. Roshman announced the end of class.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we have had a great time working together for an hour, and I look forward to seeing you next time."

"Wait, Ms. Roshman, there are a few things I don't understand very well in this lesson, can you explain them to me?" Ms. Luo Xuman was about to walk out of the classroom with a paper clip, and a boy holding a notebook stepped forward and asked.

"Of course." As a physics teacher, Ms. Luo Shiman naturally has nothing to do.

As a result, many other boys followed suit and rushed to the top with all kinds of questions.

"Why, Peter, do you have a question for Ms. Roshman?" Sun Wukong saw that Peter was holding the open notebook, which effectively imitated the meaning, so he asked.

Peter used to be a notoriously nerd in Midtown High School, and of course not so much now, but his grades are just as good. The whole year group, except for Gwen Stacey, was him. The reason why he is a little worse than Gwen is that English and history are dragging their feet.

In the natural sciences, whether it was mathematics, physics, or chemistry, Peter was invincible in the school.

"Jeremy, don't you think Ms. Roshman's class is excellent?"

"Not much worse than Mr. Becimo."

"But Ms. Roschman is also quite a bit younger than Mr. Bessimo."

"Peter, what are you trying to express?"

"Well, I didn't mean anything else."

"Alright, Peter, put away your little thoughts, Gwen if he knew......"

"Stop, Jeremy, master, I'm innocent. But even if Gwen knew, she wouldn't care, who would care about a teacher's threat, wouldn't she? ”

……

At noon, after lunch, the two began to practice.

After the practice, before the afternoon class was about to start, Sun Wukong asked Peter if he knew where to find a place that was inaccessible but could shelter from the wind and rain.

"Secret base, Jeremy, you want to find a secret base, right?" After Sun Wukong explained the purpose of such a place, Peter suddenly exclaimed.

"Pretty much." Sun Wukong replied a little speechlessly.

He thought about it for a long time last night, if he wanted to carry out a more intense extreme practice, it would not be suitable at home. Not only because the place at home is too small to move, but also because he is not the only one living in the house, there are many people.

Sun Wukong didn't want people to know his secrets, even if it was Peter, he just planned to teach him "Bull Demon Powerful Fist" and "Spirit Monkey Jumping Tree Gong". These two exercises are actually very similar to Huaguo Kung Fu, the only difference is that they are more powerful.

And with Peter's current conditions, these two exercises are actually sufficient.

"It's a good idea, every boy has such a dream when he is a child. An unknown secret base, where all your favorite gadgets are stored, such as a horseshoe, a lock that is a little old, and more than a dozen colorful marbles...... In such a secret base, we can play games, read comics, and eat candy by ourselves...... Perhaps, I will invite my good friends to share it with me. Of course, there won't be too many of these good friends, one, two, not more than three at most......"

Peter gushed endlessly, with a look of great yearning.

Faced with Peter's inattention, Sun Wukong interrupted him a little helplessly: "Do you know that there is such a place? ”

"Three years ago, I joined an adventure off-road club and rode my bike alone and traveled almost all over the Flushing community. Here, there is no place I don't know. Peter replied, "It's just this place, it's a bit far from the school, and it's remote." ”

"It's not a problem to be far away, take me over after class in the afternoon." Sun Wukong said that it doesn't matter where it is, as long as the place is big and quiet enough, no one comes. If the traffic is really inconvenient, don't you just get your driver's license, and you can buy a car when the time comes.

"Okay, then it's half past four in the afternoon." Peter thought for a moment and said, "Oh, by the way, do you have time for Saturday night this week?" ”

"What's the matter?" Sun Wukong asked.

"Gwen wants to treat you to dinner."

"What did she treat me to dinner for no reason?"

"Well, it's her dad, Sheriff Stacey, who wants to invite you, well, and me, to his house for dinner."

"This, let me think about it."

"Jeremy, think about it, it's not Gwen, it's his father, George Stacey, the NYPD sheriff invited you to dinner, do you still need to think about it?"

"Isn't there a few days until Saturday, let's talk about it then."

"Ok, you're the master, you have the final say."

……

"Nice place."

Sun Wukong, under the guidance of Peter, walked around.

This is a cement factory, perhaps abandoned for thirty or even forty or fifty years, and the ruins are overgrown with weeds, and squirrels and birds can be seen scattered from time to time.

If you don't look closely, you will see that this is a wild forest area at all.

"It's not bad, here, you can make a "Bei Ye Wanderings"."

Peter pointed to the factory area not far away, in the jungle of cypress and sycamores.

So it can't be considered a factory area anymore, because there is only one house left that is barely standing, and even this house has a corner that has fallen down, and the truncated parts of the concrete pillars that are more than two meters thick reveal mottled steel bars.

Sun Wukong and Peter walked in and saw that although it was covered in dust, they could still see heavy traces of smoke and fire on the black walls.

"It's a good place to tidy up, and if you want something better, you can buy some wall paint and paint it." Peter said with a smile.

"It's not like staying here for a long time, just clean it a little, and don't have to be so exaggerated."

Ding Dong――

As he was talking, Sun Wukong's mobile phone rang, and he took out his mobile phone, and the name "Betsy" was displayed on the screen.

What did Betsy call me for, with doubts, Sun Wukong connected the phone: "Aunt Betsy, I'm Jeremy." ”

"Jeremy, did your uncle call you today?" Betsy's voice was a little trilling, as if she was afraid of something.

"No, what's wrong?" Betsy suddenly called to ask such a question, and Sun Wukong instinctively felt that something might have happened to Justin.

"I've been calling him since the morning, but I can't get through. All his friends and colleagues in the company, I asked, and they all said that they didn't know where he had gone. ”

"I'm outside now, I'll be back soon, don't go out, I'll talk about anything when I come back." Sun Wukong thought for a few seconds and said.

"Jeremy, is there something going on at home?"

"I don't know yet, but I have to go back immediately, and I'll come back here when I have time."

"Okay, if you need any help, call me. You know, I'm not only your personal disciple, but also Spider-Man, the Spider-Man who is happy to help others. ”

……

Half an hour later, Sun Wukong arrived at home in a taxi.

Pushing the door in, his house was now gloomy, John and Amanda were sitting listlessly on the sand, Betsy did not sit, but walked around rubbing her hands together, looking at a loss: "Aunt Betsy? ”

Bessie saw that Sun Wukong had finally returned, so she hurriedly stepped forward, hugged him, and said, "Jeremy, it's good for you to come back." ”

Sun Wukong pulled Betsy and asked her to sit down, then picked up a bottle of sweet drink and unscrewed the lid, handed it to her, and said, "You sit down first, drink a little water, and then explain everything in detail." ”

"Your uncle calls me once a day at noon and in the afternoon......"

It turns out that Justin, although he often fools around outside, is still a not-so-bad husband and father. Every day, if he was outside, he would habitually call Betsy regardless of whether there was anything going on or not. If she can't get through to Bessie's phone, she will call John, Amanda, or Jeremy.

This habit, amazingly, has not been interrupted for almost more than ten years.

And today, the habit was suddenly interrupted. According to Betsy, Justin's cell phone can't be out of battery because he has two phones, both of which were fully charged last night when Betsy personally helped him with his own hands. But now, the phone calls and it says his phone has been turned off.

Betsy drank some sweet drink, and her irritability was barely reduced, and she calmed down and said, "He never turns off his phone." ”

After listening to Betsy's story, Sun Wukong didn't think she was care, maybe something was wrong.

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